Writer's POV
When she opened her eyes later, she saw herself in Alex's arms, and it looked like he was taking her to where he had his car packed.
"She cried this morning." Mia said so suddenly, her voice laced with highness. And Alex shot her a look, because he thought she was still asleep.
"Who cried?" Alex asked, with confusion slamming through his senses.
"Your not so girlfriend." Was her reply. And then, she let out a sigh, before a breathy moan.
She was recalling what had happened with Alex's girlfriend, earlier on that day. Alex's girlfriend was an elegant woman, who seemed flighty rich. At first, she had been jealous when Mia had open the door to her, on that morning. And was demanding who Mia was. Until Alex came and did the introduction. Yet, the woman was restless. She still went to meet Mia in the kitchen, and wanted to know more. And Mia had got pissed, and told her she was crazy. That was how they exchanged comeback
Writer's POV"Will I ever have my old life back? Will I?Will I step outside, without having to turn back to look over my shoulder in fear, that someone is coming to get me? To end my life?" She wailed out loud. Attracting stares and attention from the people around.It hurt her so much. That she just wanted to scream the hurt out, to see if she could feel better.She looked at Alex, just in time to see him watching her with concern."I'm tired! Fucking tired! I want to be free again." She cried into his chest, shuddering violently.
Writer's POV"Shhhh, it's okay. You're going to be free. You will be. I guarantee you that, you hear me?" He said into her hair, stroking gently on her back."You will get your freedom again." He soothed, tucking the strands of hair that fell over her face, at the side of her ear.She let out a big whopping breath, then nodded. And then decided not to cry anymore. Alex had said she was going to get her freedom again. So that made her feel a tad better.Alex stroked on her back, until her sobs reduced into soft breathing."Feel better now?" He asked a few moments later."Yeah." She said, slowly. Almost in a whisper.
Writer's POVWhen she opened her eyes later, she saw herself in Alex's arms, and it looked like he was taking her to where he had his car packed."She cried this morning." Mia said so suddenly, her voice laced with highness. And Alex shot her a look, because he thought she was still asleep."Who cried?" Alex asked, with confusion slamming through his senses."Your not so girlfriend." Was her reply. And then, she let out a sigh, before a breathy moan.She was recalling what had happened with Alex's girlfriend, earlier on that day. Alex's girlfriend was an elegant woman, who seemed flighty rich. At first, she had been jealous when Mia had open the door to her, on that morning. And was demanding who Mia was. Until Alex came and did the introduction. Yet, the woman was restless. She still went to meet Mia in the kitchen, and wanted to know more. And Mia had got pissed, and told her she was crazy. That was how they exchanged comebacks.
Writer's POV"Shhhh, it's okay. You're going to be free. You will be. I guarantee you that, you hear me?" He said into her hair, stroking gently on her back."You will get your freedom again." He soothed, tucking the strands of hair that fell over her face, at the side of her ear.She let out a big whopping breath, then nodded. And then decided not to cry anymore. Alex had said she was going to get her freedom again. So that made her feel a tad better.Alex stroked on her back, until her sobs reduced into soft breathing."Feel better now?" He asked a few moments later."Yeah." She said, slowly. Almost in a whisper.They fell into silence for sometime, about a minute or two.
Writer's POVJust as Alex thought she had gone to sleep, he heard her said so suddenly."You're a good man, Jinsu. A good man. Yeah, you might be annoying at times. Even your silence gets on my nerves, you can use harsh and hurtful words that you don't mean, to chase people away from you. I know this about you. And I know that you're a good man."Despite that she was drunk, she felt he deserved to know."Loosen yourself up. Because life has so much to offer. Tomorrow isn't promise. One can fall ill, or Godforbid, die anytime. So why not live life to the fullest, now that you have the chance to?"
Writer's POVShe let out a yawn, then carried on. "You can do all these, when you stop giving access to your past, to hunt you. We are in the present, whatever made you this cold and frigid, is in the past. And should be kept in the past." She took a slow, careful breath. Looking like she wanted to loose conciousness."I want to know more about you." Were the last words she told him, before she fell asleep.Mia woke up and saw Alex buckling her seat belt in the car. "You smell so clean, and good. Like rich fresh lemons." She couldn't help telling him those words.Then she fell back into her sleep.After that, she barfed on him when he carried her into his car. Before returning back to sleep. Apparently, this made him so pissed.
Writer's POVShe let out a yawn, then carried on. "You can do all these, when you stop giving access to your past, to hunt you. We are in the present, whatever made you this cold and frigid, is in the past. And should be kept in the past." She took a slow, careful breath. Looking like she wanted to loose conciousness."I want to know more about you." Were the last words she told him, before she fell asleep.Mia woke up and saw Alex buckling her seat belt in the car. "You smell so clean, and good. Like rich fresh lemons." She couldn't help telling him those words.Then she fell back into her sleep.After that, she barfed on him when he carried her into his car. Before returning back to sleep. Apparently, this made him so pissed.
Writer's POV She flicked her one eye open, at the sound of the vexatious alarm clock. Then returned back to sleep. Wondering who the hell put the Alarm clock out. It felt like some one was hitting her head with a hammer, because she was having an heart shattering migraine. "Fuck!" Mia hissed, and then let out a moan that sounded muffled against the pillow she had her face on. When she completely flicked her eyes open, she was nearly blinded by the harsh aggressive sunlight which, shone through her windows. Who the fuck put the curtains out this time!? She wondered Groaning, she pressed her face tight into her pillow, but she couldnt return back to sleep. It felt like she was beaten thoroughly. Her head and eyes hurt. Shit. She hissed It hurt even to think. Her mouth felt dry, and she could taste the grossness in her tongue. She was having a morning stink ass breath. That even with her mout
MiaI was alive, and it was a miracle. Because I had completely given up the ghost, and had woken up, right when I was taken to the morgue.I had survived death twice.After six painful months of getting treated in Indian, I was put on a wheelchair. And the doctor said it could take a year or two, before I could start walking again. Because Tunde Ibrahim had completely broken my legsThe fact that Bolu had taken a bullet for me, and had died, made my respect grew for her. She had exchanged her life for mine. And it was something I would forever remain grateful for. Though I still lived witj guilt, because everything she had suffered before death, was because of me. Was even pregnant for Alex. And had risked her and her baby's life, for mine.Something which always made me cry, inspite of me being in a terrible state.Alex didn't cry out. But it I kne
CharlesThe fact that Bolu was dead was still too hard to comprehend.It had been three weeks after her funeral, and it felt like it was just yesterday. I had cried so much, because I loved her with everything inside of me.She was buried on a cold Friday evening, with her parents and relative crying non-stopingly.Alex didn't join anyone. He had stood and watched from a distance, dressed in all black. Tearing up himself, that I couldn't even hate him anymore.He had cared for Bolu in his own way. And the fact that she had died with his baby, was taking a turmoil on him.I had loss Bolu, but the fact that we were all safe, made me not to feel completely lost.Bolu's death was something that really affected Ruby, that she chose to stay mute and refused anyone coming close to her. She deprived herself off food, personal hygiene, and cried he
AlexAn old woman, and a boy who could barely move his limbs came and held Mia as they wept. At this, I knew it was her grandmother and her cousin brother.My brain couldn't properly align that she was gone.I was still hugging her body to myself, as I wept, until I heard "Bolu."Instantly I snapped my head back, and saw one of the cops rushing to the lady who was on the floor. It was the same lady who had taken the gunshot for Mia.I stared at the lady closely, until I saw that it was Bolu.Taking my mask off, I left Mia in the arms of her grandmother, as I quickly walked up to where she was laying on the floor, in the pool of her own blood.The cop and a little girl was crying so hard, as they held her.And I squated and took one good look at her. Wondering why she was there in the first place. And why she had taken the
AlexWith my eyes, I searched for Mia, but I couldn't see her. It was other people who where tied with ropes, and had rags in their mouths.Tunde Ibrahim who had sustained a bullet on his leg, was on the floor. And he had a gun pointed at a female who was decorated in bruises, and had her clothes coated in blood.I looked closely, and saw that it was Mia.My heart moved to my throat at this, and I felt weak right at that instant.Mia looked half as dead, and I could tell that I stopped breathing.Just as Tunde Ibrahim pulled the trigger, I saw a lady from nowhere diving in to shield Mia away from the bullet.And when the bullet got through her neck, and she slumped heavily on the floor.This happened within the space of two seconds, and I shot Tunde Ibrahim on both hands. Before I rushed in to Mia.She was
AlexThe two cops accompanied me down to the basement, after adding more bullets to their guns.I could recall how Kate had told me, one of them; the tall fair one to be precise. Had saved them, when Tunde Ibrahim had sent a bomb.I knew if I hadn't shot the man who intended shooting him, he would have been as dead. Because he was out of bullets at that time.Him and his colleague had stared at me wide eyed, after I had shot and killed the other Tunde Ibrahim's man, who had wanted to kill the colleague.On getting to the basement, I kicked the door opened with my feet, and gunshots where behind fired at me. But for the fact that I was clad in a bullet proof all through, made no bullet to penetrate into my body.Taking steps backwards, I shot at these men, with the cops at my behind, assisting me.The more we moved backwards, the more they
CharlesMax and I exchanged gunshots with some of Tunde Ibrahim's men. It was really easy, because I was quite scared I was going to be shot dead. Even Max had fear evident in his face. We had our backs against eachother as we hid and shot at these men.It was one of the most difficult situation I had ever been thrown in, because we were surrounded by these men who where shooting at us from different angles. But God was still guiding us.The fact that Tunde Ibrahim had my mom and daughter, was worth panicking. I had no idea what he had done to them. If they were still alive or not.Max and I had killed most of Tunde Ibrahim's men, and it looked like two where still remaining, and hiding at some corner so they could shoot us.Just then, one of Tunde Ibrahim's men jumped out from his hidden place and aimed his gun at me.I tried to shoot at him, but then I r
BoluIt looked like something was on going outside, that most of Tunde Ibrahim's men started running out.Gunshots and screams could be heard.And on seeing how Tunde Ibrahim and the remaining of his men were rendering hefty blows and kicks on Mia, was making me sick.There was a pool of blood on the floor, and Mia's face looked swollenly covered in blood.Guilt stung me deeply, that the pace of my breathing became fast and uneasy. Because it was partially because of me that she was in this condition.I had been blinded by hate and jealousy, to see that Mia was innocent. I knew Alex, he wouldn't fall for a despicable person. He had fallen in love with her for his own reasons.Something I was too angry and jealous to notice.And now, she was thrown into this situation because of me.Like a beast, Tunde Ibra
CharlesThroughout the drive to Tunde Ibrahim's house, Max and I were panicking, to the extent that Max even wet his pants.I was trying so hard to keep my emotions in check, and it really wasn't easy.Tunde Ibrahim had my daughter and my mom, and I didn't even know if they were dead or alive. But I chose to believe that they were alive.Meanwhile, Max had lost all hopes.He broke into tears like a baby, and despite that I was in an anxious state, I still managed to talk to him. That everything was going to be fine, and we'd have our families safely. But Max still refused to believe me. His facial expression was like his world was crumpled, and there was no hope of restoring it.Even me too was scared, because Tunde Ibrahim had my daughter and my mother, but I still managed to stay strong. Because if I acted weak, then it meant I was willing to accept the
AlexOn getting in front of Tunde Ibrahim's house, I made sure I took hold of my bulletproof mask. My whole body was clad in bulletproof, before I wore my clothes.I wore a face cap, so it would be hard to recognize me.Then I banged loudly on the gate, and when I heard a masculine voice demanding who I was, I told him I was the pizza delivery guy.The peephole of the gate was flung opened, and a white milky eye stared at me, and the pizza I was holding in a suspicious manner.Before closing the peephole back. Then my ears kicked in the dangling sounds of heavy keys, which read that the gate was being unlocked.Blowing out a big puff off breath, then waited.The gate was finally jerked opened, and I stepped in.Right there an then, I saw an heavy raccoon of a man, with other shirtless guys who had bullets as necklace, and guns in thei